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Chapter 345 - 345 63rd Decaying Sadness of Old Age Drunkenly Drowning Sorrows Part 1
345: 63rd Chapter: Decaying Sadness of Old Age, Drunkenly Drowning Sorrows (Part 1) 345: 63rd Chapter: Decaying Sadness of Old Age, Drunkenly Drowning Sorrows (Part 1) Once a person gets older, they often find themselves reminiscing about the past.
Ninjas are no different.
Tap.
Zuiyan moved the rook three steps straight forward.
He remembered the times he taught his disciples how to play shogi.
Back then, Smash had not yet earned his ninja name and simply went by the name “Goro.”
“This is the rook.
It can only move forward, not backward, much like a spear.”
“Damn it, damn it!
What’s the use of playing chess?”
“It helps you maintain your composure.
Only with a still heart can one discern the finest details.”
How many years ago that was, he couldn’t clearly recall.
His opponent was Filth, Wildfire was responsible for explaining to the newcomers, and Goro, who had just learned to read, sat with the other children.
He was actually too big and had to sit in the last row.
That must have been the last gathering of them all.
Afterward, Wildfire resigned following a fierce argument.
Filth tried, unsuccessfully, to convince Lord Shanqi several times and eventually left under the guise of “retirement due to old age.” A few years later, Mimura said he couldn’t stand it any longer and left Weiyuan City; the last of the old buddies was gone.
“Master, all this shameful business, for whose benefit?
For the benefit of Zero Island?
Or for the benefit of the Martial Arts Association?”
“My old friend.
I can no longer carry the responsibility on my shoulders…
I can’t stand here with my chest out anymore.”
“Zuiyan-san, thank you for your care over all these years.
I…
Weiyuan has become unfamiliar…
I’m afraid to stay any longer.”
The familiar old faces gradually disappeared from his life, and new faces grew and changed.
Goro grew up day by day, learned shogi and the way of tea, mastered karate, obtained a diploma from the Ninja Army’s university, and became Smash…
A new cadre of recruits had grown into a core force, and new disciples arrived.
The most talented among these children was Yamaoka.
Precisely because he was so talented, he couldn’t show favoritism.
Only in a cold, tense environment, always introspecting, could one grow into a heartless ninja…
“…”
The old ninja picked up his teacup.
It was only when the faces of young people appeared in his memories, rather than his own past, that he truly understood the depth of this realization.
He was getting old.
Old.
The girl’s voice entered his ears.
“Zuiyan-san?” The girl sitting opposite him at the Shiyu Spirit Temple had finished her move.
He examined the board and put down his teacup.
“A smart move, I have lost.” “Yay!
I won!” The girl clapped and laughed merrily on her cushion, “Zuiyan-san, when can I go back to work?”
The place where the ninja and the diviner resided was still a quiet room in the underground electronic forest.
Shiyu Spirit Temple sat in the center of an emergency enhanced accuracy Array, an ancient Magic passed down from hundreds of years ago.
Its efficacy was far from that of the electronic Arrays of the Shiyu Research Institute, but its advantage was that it didn’t require mobilizing all spiritual power, so the user could maintain ordinary activity levels.
After last night’s anti-divination interference, the malfunctioning electronic Array had regretfully stopped for maintenance.
Core technicians (with shiny scalps) from Sirang Electronics Society worked together with the Director of Shiyu Research Institute (who looked cursed with a terrible complexion after getting up in the middle of the night) to repair it overnight.
“Damn that void Light Dragon’s X!”
Judging by the intermittent cursing coming from the depths, the repair progress was less than ideal.
“It’s vacation time now.
You’ll be notified when it’s time to return to work.”
“I want to work,” the Spirit Temple seemed very troubled, “Without work, there’s no meaning.”
Shiyu Research Institute’s brainwashing technology was indeed sophisticated.
Zuiyan repeatedly praised the technique internally to suppress his emotions.
They had created results to protect the country, which had to be used wisely.
Otherwise, all previous efforts and deaths would lose their meaning.
Ninjas must not look back.
“Then your job now is to take a vacation.”
Zuiyan ordered the Shocking General to teach Shiyu Spirit Temple how to take a vacation, while he himself walked into the depths of the Array.
Shiyu Genmi came out cursing and threw a tool he didn’t recognize to the ground.
“We need a full system upgrade, it won’t be back up in three days.”
“You’ve worked hard, Lord Shiyu.” Zuiyan asked formally, “May I ask your opinion, if you don’t mind?”
“Do you expect me, a Clarity Skill Mage, to give you, the Peak of Manifestation, suggestions?” Shiyu Genmi wiped the dust from his hands onto his white suit and slapped the old ninja’s shoulder with no ceremony.
“My opinion is—”
Crack.
The sudden sound interrupted Shiyu Genmi’s words, sounding like a mix of joint dislocation, bone fracture, and the melting of flesh and bone.
Shiyu Genmi’s right arm fell off completely, melting into a foul-smelling black water on the ground.
This was not the old ninja’s retaliation.
Zuiyan possessed the power to sever the opponent’s arm in the blink of an eye, but he would not do so.
The dissolving of the body into water was a common manifestation of having been cursed.
“Shit, this body is nearly at its activity limit too.” Shiyu Genmi carelessly waved his empty sleeve around, “I need to switch to a new body—where was I?”
“Your opinion.”
“Oh, my opinion.
With that super hacker around, there’s no way to track them by technology, and divination is out of the question too.
Either listen to me and hold the Calamity God Festival ahead of schedule, or we can all hold hands and wait to die!”
Shiyu Genmi spoke lightly.
Despite having lost part of his body just seconds ago and the situation being extremely unfavorable to himself, he seemed not to care at all.
“You’d prefer the latter, wouldn’t you, Zuiyan?” he chuckled as he passed by the ninja.
“After all, you’ve been hoping for me to die for a long time, haven’t you?”
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